Wisdom of a Stone

Warm my skin beneath the sun,

Hear a raven call from rocky point.

Ribbon each stone with history bright,

And dance between shadowy forms.

Lick the dust of millennia gone by,

And close your eyes before night has come.

Listen to stars fall and galaxies pass,

As the world speaks of memorial gold.

Learn from cracked and stony wisdom,

As you scour ancient bones between shale.

-M.E. InkOwl


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